Scout Wife
Ani's Hugs

The next day, Jam had shown at half-seven in the morning, but Bima seemed reluctant to get up and go to school.

The tired tutor woke up finally choosing to let his son skip school today.

Tutik also today is a holiday sale, his soul and body as if in need of healing. His family's problems lately are quite draining his energy and brain sanity.

"Mr..!" Bima suddenly shouted to his Father, even the boy was seen crying as much as he could. Seems dreaming.

"Bima... Why are you, son? why scream? dreaming, ha?" Tutik hugged his son.

"My dream is Mak." replied Bima.

"What dream? why did it cry?"

"Sir.. do you want to leave us Mak? do you no longer love Mamak and Bima?"

"Bim. You listen to your mama. Maybe in the future mamak same father can not be together again, but Bima must believe, the affection of mamak same father remains the same as before, will never decrease."

"Yes Mak." Bima looked down sad.

"Yes already, mamak want to go ahead first yes, you quickly wake up and keep bathing, mamak has prepared breakfast."

"But Bima doesn't want to go to school today Mak."

"Why not go to school, later miss a lesson, just go to school, mamak inter. Okay?"

Bima finally obeyed his mother's words.

"Sister.mamak with this father is old, it is time we enjoy life. Tired of the same father mamak ngurus the same garden Tik rice field. When do you want to replace your mom with your dad?" Mamak Yati.

"What could Mak be?" tanya Tutik hesitated.

"You can definitely Nduk, it's time for you to rise, make your ex-husband regret it already nyiain you Nduk. Then become a farmer it does not have to come down directly to the rice field for rice. The time is sophisticated now Nduk, we sit sweet at home can still be farmers, We can open jobs also Nduk, itung-itung we help the citizens here."

"If all rely on laborers, can we still profit Mak? ask Tutik.

"Sir, our lands are the pride of our family Nduk, the legacy of Mbahmu first, which passed to mamak same father, now it is your turn to continue Nduk. Don't worry about profit, God has arranged our sustenance."

"Good Mom."

***

"Sir..! where's coffee?" sutris shouted from the living room.

"Big! didn't you hear me call?"

Silent, no answer.

A second later Sutris realized his stupidity that had been screaming calling Tutik.

"Armghh!" Sutris grabbed her rough hair.

Frustrated Sutris finally headed to the kitchen to make coffee, but when he arrived in the kitchen he only found a jar of sugar that was empty.

Turning to open the refrigerator, hoping to find any biscuits or food that can be used to prop up the stomach before leaving for the garden, but again Sutris found nothing there.

"Why there is no food at all, this refrigerator is empty. What a little boy on purpose, wants to starve me."

Returning to the bathroom to get ready to go to the garden, again Sutris could not find where his underwear was stored.

"Where also my innards are kept Tutik yes, why also I can not find it, whether I go to the garden not using CD can run out my worm plinth will be bent-bentol at the bite of ants."

Sutris finally gave up, the room was no longer because of its shape, almost the whole closet was scattered on the floor.

Towards Afternoon Mamak Sri visited Sutris' house, the house looked deserted. Sutris had not yet returned from the garden.

Armed with a spare key, Mamak Sri managed to enter the house. Instantly the mystical laughter tickled the nape of mamak.

"Why is this house so scary. It's like a grave."

Mamak rushed to open the entire door to the window, a while later the stuffy air gradually disappeared.

Rushing towards the kitchen, the head of the mammoth instantly frowned. Just a day divorced from Tutik, Sutris' house was like the wind was up ****** belling. Morat-marit is not bad!

Dirty floors full of dust, garbage cans rolled away kicked by cats until the contents scattered, not enough there, even dirty clothes eggplant on the floor just like that.

"Acuse me with my head."

Even with the mouth of the witch doctor reading a mantra, mamak Sri still rushed to take a broom and clean her son's house.

"It's only been a day left by a tutor that your fate has already begun Tres, how about a year. Finish your history." grumbled mamak Sri.

"Sir..! Tutik.. are you inside?" a woman shouted from the back door.

"Eh, apparently Mamak. I thought Tutik was coming home." said Siti curiously.

"What if I was? don't you like it?" mamak Sri sewot.

"Eh, not Mak. That's not what I mean, why the tumben all the doors are the same window open, I think Tutik home.because it's been a week I haven't seen Tutik Mak."

"Why are you looking for Tutik? there's no here she is. At her mom's house there if you want to find a Tutik!"

"Indeed why Mak Kok Tutik does not go home what else is the same betantem Sutris Mak? yesterday I saw that Sutris came with a woman, Mak, what's his second wife's candidate Mak?"

"God! why did you become human once? just want to know people's business, rather than you busy dealing with people's problems, you better help me clean up. Can get your reward later."

Mamak Sri handed a broom along with a mop cloth to Siti.

"Eh.. I'm Mak, Siti forgot to cook Mak's water, afraid of burning. Siti went home first Mak, Assalamualaikum.." Siti hurriedly fled before being told to help clean the house by mamak Sri.